"Meow!" The little black cat wiped its face with its paws, then jumped on top of the huge shell and tapped it a few times.
"I don't want to come out!" The group of pudding refused to come out and continued to be abused.
The little black cat glared at the gluttonous cat, and said comfortably: "Meow!" (Be good, come out quickly, there is something good to eat!)
The shell opened a crack, and the pudding stuck out a head: "Is there really something good to eat?"
The little black cat nodded, the pudding squirmed again, and then slowly crawled out of the shell and rubbed against Xu Ziyan's side: "He tastes good... I think..."
Before the words were finished, the pudding was kicked away by a foot and a hoof, and stuck to the wall with a squeak.
Xu Ziyan looked helplessly at Xu Zirong who was hugging his waist tightly, and the snow ball hugging his thigh, the bitterness in his heart could not be described in words.
It doesn't matter if you have such a brother, even your own spiritual pet has become so swollen?
Not to mention Xu Ziyan's helplessness towards his younger brother and spiritual pet, this time, no matter how the little black cat persuaded him, the pudding would not climb out of the shell.
The little black cat angrily gave Taotie a paw, and Taotie returned his hoof unceremoniously. The two dragons were playing lively in this hall, only Fen Mao continued to chew carrots with a calm face...
Only then did Xu Ziyan and the others take a look at the environment they were in at the moment.
They were in a very grand hall with no windows around, but the roof was inlaid with countless night pearls. The hall they were looking for was so bright that they couldn't even see a dark corner.
The hall is fully enclosed, with no entrance or exit. The only conspicuous thing is the altar in the center of the hall, and the huge shell not far from them.
The shells are Jiaotu's home, so it doesn't need to be considered, that is to say, the way they go out should be placed on the altar.
Ignoring the quarrel between the dragons, Xu Ziyan and Wei Qing looked at each other and walked towards the altar in the center of the hall very tacitly.
There is a dragon-shaped sculpture on the altar, which looks like ordinary stone, but Wei Qing has a very kind feeling when he sees the dragon-shaped sculpture.
"This is..." Wei Qing stared at the dragon-shaped sculpture, his hands unconsciously wanting to touch the dragon's body.
Just as his fingers were about to touch the dragon's body, a big hand suddenly stretched out beside him and grabbed onto his arm, stopping him.
"What are you thinking!" Le Hu's rough voice sounded in his ear.
Wei Qing's expression was shocked, and he suddenly woke up from the mysterious state just now.
He turned his head to look at Le Hu, and suddenly smiled: "Wife, are you worried about me?"
The other three, including Le Hu, were stunned by Wei Qing's thick skin...
"You... you... What nonsense!" The poor man who was so good at Lehu, who didn't even hold his sister's hand, was inexplicably stamped with the name of a dragon companion.
He also tried to erase the dragon-shaped mark on his chest before, but no matter what method he used, the thing seemed to grow there, and it couldn't be washed away!
Wei Qing raised his eyebrows and did not continue to challenge Le Hu's shame. As a person who was in a coma and was stuffed with sauce, he had ample reasons to rely on Le Hu. The imprint of the dragon companion on the left and right has been printed, and Le Hu has no chance to escape at all!
Ignoring the red-faced Lehu, Wei Qing turned his head and looked at the dragon-shaped sculpture. As a human cultivator with the blood of a real dragon, the people of the Wei family have a natural love for all kinds of dragon-shaped sculptures.
The dragon-shaped sculptures placed on this altar today are very crudely carved, and the materials used are only very ordinary red-patterned stones. Although this kind of stone is also a material for refining tools, it belongs to the kind of bad street stuff. For those who are new to refining equipment to practice their hands.
The dragon-shaped jade pillar outside is so exquisite, but the dragon carving is so crudely made. This strong contrast makes Wei Qing cautious. It's as unusual as if you bought a beautiful box, but there's only a rotten rock in it, no one would believe it if it wasn't weird.
"Ziyan, come and have a look." Wei Qing called Xu Ziyan over. Although he admits that he is from a noble family and has dabbled in various ancient books, after so many years of communication, he has to admit that even if Xu Ziyan is just a Coming from a small family, his proficiency in all kinds of knowledge is not inferior to himself, and even in many respects, he has to ask him.
"Just look at it." Xu Ziyan shook his head. This is the treasure left by the ancestors of the Wei family. He was very satisfied with the opportunity to come in with a strategy. Even if there is something good, he should let Wei Qing choose it.
Besides, as the ancestor of the Wei family, who knows if that senior left behind any deadly organs? Wei Qing was able to open the treasure safely, but that didn't mean that Xu Ziyan also had this ability.
"Are you working on a horse?" The soft pudding seemed to be curious about their actions, and timidly stuck his head out of the shell.
Xu Ziyan's heart moved, and he smiled gently at him: "What's your name?"
Pudding seemed to like Xu Ziyan very much. Seeing him talking to him, the milky-white pudding turned a little red in a weird way, and whispered, "My name is Jiaotu, and I'm a dragon!"
Xu Ziyan's face twitched, although snow balls, pink hair, etc. are not very reliable, but looking at the innocent pepper picture of this child, he felt that there is an old saying that really makes sense: as expected, the nine sons of Longsheng are different from each other. , the birth of a son is so strange, that real dragon is also powerful enough...
Uh? Thinking about it this way, there are quite a few people or monsters with the blood of a real dragon in this world. This real dragon is really 'fraternity'... →. →I don't know that Xu Ziyan is slandering his father with a smile on his face. Jiaotu likes the smell on Xu Ziyan's body very much. He can't tell what kind of smell it is, but it smells good.
The soft pudding slowly climbed out of the shell and rubbed against Xu Ziyan's feet.
He looked around timidly, Taotie was still fighting with Pu Lao, so he should have no time to pay attention to him, but he didn't expect that when he turned around, he saw the 'bad guy' who just kicked him, staring coldly Own.
Jiaotu: QAQ, this person is terrible!
"Ahem, my name is Xu Ziyan, his name is Xu Zirong, he's my younger brother." Xu Ziyan smiled stiffly, and twisted Xu Zirong's waist without a trace.
Xu Zirong's face was subtly twisted for a moment, and then returned to normal. He wasn't shooting at the soft pudding... Abu, he was shooting.
Pudding trembled slightly by the sharp gaze, and his entire body couldn't help shrinking into a ball.
"Meow!" Noticing that his baby brother was being bullied, the little black cat jumped over angrily, barking at Xu Zirong.
"Pfft!" Fen Mao unhappily spit out the radish in his mouth and jumped in front of Xu Zirong, staring at Pulao with a bad face. Although his master did not treat him very well, but the master is the master. Since he is the one chosen by him, how can he be bullied by other dragons
The master who threatens Longzi is threatening Longzi. In the multi-world war, unless an alliance is formed, how good a brotherhood is, in this war, it can only be hostile!
"Bah!" Xue Tuan with three paw prints on his face also ran over, standing beside Fen Mao arrogantly, clearly showing the same hatred of the enemy.
The little black cat was instantly stunned. The strengths of the dragons were similar. He could be on par with Taotie, but he only got beaten up against the two dragons.
"Brother, don't be angry, it's not good to fight." Jiaotu's milky voice successfully calmed Pulao's restless heart. He slapped Jiaotu's head with his paw: "Meow!" (Little idiot! It's not for you!)
Jiaotu shrank his head, and while Xu Zirong didn't stare at him, he rubbed against Xu Ziyan.
"Bah!" Immediately, he was pushed away by the dissatisfied snowball.
Jiaotu: QAQ, my brother bullied me!
"Cough cough... I said you almost got it, you're all brothers, so what?!" Xu Ziyan had no choice but to be a peacemaker. He asked Jiaotu to ask about the situation here, but he didn't say anything yet. This group The guy is about to fight again.
Unexpectedly, the three spirit pets did not continue arguing any more. Xu Ziyan gave the little black cat a strange look, forgetting the pink fur and the snow ball. How could Pulao listen to him like this
How did he know that Pulao's heart had already planned to depend on them.
He and Jiaotu are both lordless dragons, and they can't leave the secret realm that seals them before they recognize their lords.
It's good to say that he is used to playing jokes with those trapped sand beasts, and he is not lonely on weekdays, but his precious brother is trapped in this cold hall.
Although Jiaotu used to be very lethargic, is it not because of loneliness that he has been sleeping for a hundred years
At this time, there were a total of four human monks in the hall. Among them, the Xu family brothers, who have become the masters of Taotie and Jiezhen, needless to say. If you want Jiaotu to leave here, you must let one of the remaining two people join Jiaotu. Deed.
As far as Jiaotu's performance is now, even his elder brother feels a little useless. How can such a spiritual pet be the master's combat power
If you want to convince Le Hu or Wei Qing, then Xu Ziyan's opinion is very important. After all, in this team, Xu Ziyan is the worthy leader, and Le Hu and Wei Qing also attach great importance to his opinion. If he can find Jiao Jiao The saving grace of the picture is that Jiaotu has a chance to leave here.
"Okay... Fragrant..." Jiaotu's soft body rubbed towards Xu Ziyan again, smelling the aroma in the air, rubbing and rubbing unconsciously...
(⊙_⊙)? Wait a moment! What happened
Jiao Tu looked at Wei Qing who was standing in front of him with a confused look on his face, and felt very strange in his heart. He clearly thought that Xu Ziyan smelled good, so why did he get close to this person unknowingly
But this one also tastes great! There is a very kind feeling. (*￣▽￣)y188
Because this time, without Xu Zirong's eye knife and murder, Jiaotu hugged Wei Qing's thigh happily and rubbed on it.
"What's this?" Wei Qing frowned, 'tear' the pudding off his lap like he was carrying garbage, and put it in front of him to watch.
Being stared at by Wei Qing, Pudding inevitably blushed, and a small patch of pink appeared on the white body...
"Cough, this is Long Zi, didn't you hear his self-introduction just now?" Xu Ziyan said.
Wei Qing looked at the pudding, then at Xu Ziyan, and asked, "What's the use of this thing?"
Xu Ziyan paused, in fact... He didn't know what this pepper map was for. Xue Tuan and Fen Mao still have some fighting strength, even if they are taken out to be scary, but this soft pudding... can this thing really fight
"I'm amazing!" Pudding said softly.
Wei Qing raised his eyebrows noncommittally, then rolled his eyes and threw the pudding into Le Hu's hands.
"Hey!" Le Hu was dissatisfied.
"for you."
"Why do I want this thing?" Le Hu picked up a corner of the pudding with a look of disgust and shook it, the pudding shrank, and then he smelled the smell that made him feel very friendly, so he went to Le Hu's Rubbed on the back of his hand.
Xiao Heimao wiped his face vigorously, completely despairing of his brother's unscrupulous performance!
Can't you see that people despise you! ! ! He even took the initiative to come up! !
Couldn't be more embarrassing!
Taotie couldn't stand it anymore, he jumped up with a speechless face, and a flying kick almost kicked the pudding away for the third time. Fortunately, Lehu reacted faster, and with a slight raise of his hand, the pudding escaped from the mural that turned into a mural again. destiny.
"You smell good too." The pudding was soft on Le Hu's hand, wrapping his entire hand in the pudding.
Le Hu frowned and shook his hands. After realizing that the pudding didn't go down, he stared at Wei Qing with unkind eyes, as if to say, "You'll take care of the trouble you've caused."
"Don't you like it?" Wei Qing came over, 'teared' the pudding off without any pity, and tossed it.
Le Hu shook his head: "Spiritual pets without fighting ability can only be reduced to food for others in the extreme west."
"I... I'm really good!" Pudding was dizzy after being tossed around by Wei Qing.
"Oh? Where is it? Show it." Wei Qing said calmly.
Wei Qing has already seen the power of Xue Tuan and Fen Mao, and now this soft thing is their brother anyway, so the strength should not be bad, right
Pudding shut his nose, jumped off Wei Qing's hand unhappily, and returned to his shell. After he got into the shell, the huge shell stood up and turned into a huge black and gold shield as tall as a person.
"Look, I'm very good!" A soft, smug voice came from the big shield.
Wei Qing's heart moved when he looked at the huge shield.
"Do you like it? I think it suits you very well." He lowered his voice and said in Le Hu's ear.
Le Hu's ears were tickled by the hot air he blew, and he couldn't help but glared at Wei Qing. It's a pity that Wei Qing now understands that Gao Leng has no way to abduct his wife, and decisively lights up his cheeky skills...
This cold look was completely regarded by him as a wink.
"How is it? It's very deceiving to see that little thing. If you like it, you might as well sign a contract with him. Look at Zi Yan and Zirong, both of them have powerful spirit beasts." Wei Qing persuaded softly, and Le Hu couldn't help it. A little excited.
He has seen the power of Snowball and Pink Hair with his own eyes. He is not very proficient in attacking spells, but he is relatively sure about defense. If he can get the help of this big shield, maybe he can play a strength that is not inferior to Wei Qing.
But…
"Isn't it more like you? If you sign a contract with me, what will you do?" Le Hu asked with a frown.
Wei Qing's eyes lit up, and there was a smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's okay, I attack, this defensive spirit beast doesn't have much effect on me."
"But..." Le Hu was still a little undecided, as if he had robbed Wei Qing's spirit beast.
"Meow!" The little black cat has been staring at Wei Qing and Le Hu's reactions from beginning to end.
Although Wei Qing's words of persuading Lehu were not loud, they still fell into his ears. It rolled its eyes, jumped in front of Wei Qing, raised its noble claws...
Wei Qing raised his eyebrows and looked at the little black cat with cold eyes. He finally understood why Le Hu used to say that he looked like a bad guy. Now that he saw this little black cat that looked like him, he actually felt the same way. I really want to punch him...
"Uh... what is it doing?" Le Hu looked at the black cat, as if he saw Wei Qing like a spirit beast, and frowned slightly when he saw the cat raise its paws at Wei Qing.
Wei Qing knew what the little black cat was thinking after just a little thought. Although he had no idea about the little black cat, he also knew that if he didn't accept a spirit beast, I'm afraid Lehu wouldn't accept the dough either.
"It wants to sign a spirit beast contract with me." Wei Qing explained to Le Hu with a smile.
Le Hu nodded: "Well, it looks a bit like you. I don't know why, but when I look at it, I think of what you used to look like, and I really want to beat you up."
Wei Qing: …
Little black cat:…
One person and one cat looked at each other, and the intersecting eyes immediately sparked a layer of sparks.
Wei Qing Shi Shiran signed the contract, then picked up the little black cat by the back of his neck, handed him to Le Hu's arms, and said with a smile: "If that's the case, you can beat it, I I don't mind at all."
Little black cat: (#‵′)
Le Hu looked at Wei Qing helplessly, and then looked at the little black cat that was handed to him. He rolled his eyes helplessly. He really hoped to bring back the cold and reticent Wei Qing in the past. Now this cheeky he I can't hold it a bit...
"How, how? I'm very good!" The thick black gold shield rubbed against Le Hu's side little by little, and rubbed the cold shield on his leg.
Le Hu couldn't help laughing, and patted the big shield: "Change back."
"Oh." The pudding responded and turned back into a huge shell again, and then the white pudding climbed out of it and stuck to Le Hu's body again.
Le Hu took it off his lap, put it in front of him, and asked softly, "Would you like to sign a contract with me?"
Pudding blinked and showed a shy smile: "Okay, you smell good."
Le Hu was amused by his Tong Yan's agreement, and suddenly he asked: "You said that other people smell good too, what if they also sign a spirit beast contract with you?"
Pudding seemed to be stumped by this question, his face flushed red, and after a long time he shook his head vigorously: "It's not the same! That person..." He pointed at Xu Ziyan: "He smells like a lot of older brothers."
"He!" It pointed to Wei Qing again: "It smells like Dad."
Le Hu laughed: "Then what's on my body?"
Pudding hesitated for a long time before answering tentatively: "Mama's taste?"
Lehu: …
Wei Qing was in a good mood in an instant, but Xu Ziyan couldn't help turning his head suddenly, his shoulders shrugging...
The other three dragons all had a look of hopelessness, but to be honest, Jiaotu's ability to transform into a large shield was beyond their expectations. For the rest - don't be harsh on a child, even if this In terms of age, children are already thousands of years old.
Wei Qing and Le Hu have been successful in obtaining spiritual pets all the time. Although Le Hu's one looks a bit silly, his strength is still excellent.
From the mouth of Pudding—the name was from Xu Ziyan, he once cooked this kind of food for these people, so everyone acquiesced to this very vivid name—knowing the method of opening the altar, Xu Ziyan secretly complained about the guard in his heart. The elders of the family.
Although using blood to identify descendants has always been a very useful method, does this senior not consider that someone came here with the blood of the Wei family
uh... eh? Thinking about it this way, doesn't Bai Hua have Wei Qing's blood on his hands in the novel? ! !
Xu Ziyan touched his chin, Bai Hua at that time should have also entered this hall, I wonder what he got? But the pudding should have been there at the time, right? He wasn't even attracted by Bai Hua's male protagonist's halo and recognized him as the master
Xu Ziyan shrugged, who cares, since the novel didn't mention the following encounter at all, I guess Bai Hua definitely didn't get any benefit. As for why Puding didn't follow him, it was probably because he didn't wash his face that day. ╮（╯▽╰）╭ Wei Qing cut his fingers, and a drop of blood with a little golden blood dripped from the fingertips onto the dragon-shaped sculpture, and quickly merged into it.
Wei Qing turned around and put his finger in front of Le Hu, who looked puzzled: "Why?"
"Stop the bleeding for me!" Wei Qing said confidently.
Le Hu looked at him with contempt: "Can't I just lick this little wound!"
Wei Qing nodded in agreement: "Yeah, just lick it."
Le Hu was stunned for a moment, then his face flushed red, and he slapped that abominable finger away with a slap, turning his head away from Wei Qing.
Xu Ziyan and Xu Zirong watched Wei Qing's eyes twitch, and the words "Shameless" were clearly written on their faces.
Wei Qing was not ashamed, but raised his eyebrows coldly and put his fingers in his mouth.
"Brother, Wei Qing is really..."
"Your face is getting thicker and thicker, right? Don't learn from him!" Xu Ziyan taught Xu Zirong with a stern face.
Xu Zirong:…
In fact, he wanted to say that Wei Qing's trick was very useful, but it's okay to look at his brother's face.
The golden-red blood melted into the dragon statue, which soon ignited.
It is not very accurate to say that it is ignited, because there is indeed a flame-like thing burning around the statue, but this 'flame' is not only not scorching hot, but is abnormally cold. Wei Qing can't bear it just by standing close. Live a cold war.
"Well... I've slept for many years... Ha... Ow... Finally someone from the Wei family has come." An adult man's voice was uploaded from the dragon-shaped sculpture, and then the icy flames slowly condensed into an inch long silhouette.